Screamy赵爷对《Ecce Homo》的笔记(2)

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在读 Ecce Homo

Ecce Homo
  • 书名: Ecce Homo
  • 作者: Friedrich Nietzsche
  • 副标题: How One Becomes What One Is; Revised Edition
  • 页数: 144
  • 出版社: Penguin Classics
  • 出版年: 1992-12-1
  • 2
    <原文开始>I am, for example, absolutely not a bogey-man, not a moral-monster - I am even an antithetical nature to the species of man hitherto honoured as virtuous. Between ourselves, it seems to me that precisely this constitutes part of my pride. I am a disciple of the philosopher Dionysos, I prefer to be even a satyr rather than a saint. But you have only to read this writing. Perhaps I have succeeded in giving expression to this antithesis in a cheerful and affable way - perhaps this writing had no point at all other than to do this. The last thing I would promise would be to "improve" mankind. I erect no new idols: let the old idols learn what it means to have legs of clay. To overthrow idols (my word for "ideals") - that rather is my business. Reality has been deprived of its value, its meaning, its veracity to the same degree as an ideal world has been fabricated... The "real world"< and the "apparent world" - in plain terms: the fabricated world and reality...The lie of the ideal has hitherto been the curse on reality, through it mankind itself has become mendacious and false down to its deepest instincts - to the point of worshipping the inverse values to those which alone could guarantee it prosperity, future, the exalted right to a future. /原文结束>
    2013-06-21 12:08:36 回应
  • Why I Am So Wise 4
    It counts with me as weakness, as a special case of the incapacity to withstand stimuli - it is only among decadents that pity is called a virtue. My reproach against those who practise pity is that shame, reverence, a delicate feeling for distance easily eludes them, that pity instantly smells of mob and is so like bad manners as to be mistaken for them - that the hands of pity can under certain circumstances intrude downright destructively into a great destiny, into a solitariness where wounds are nursed, into a privilege for great guilt. I count the overcoming of pity among the noble virtues: I have, as "Zarathustra's Temptation", invented a case in which a great cry of distress reaches him, in which pity like an ultimate sin seeks to attack him, to seduce him from allegiance to himself. To remain master here, here to keep the elevation of one's task clean of many lower and more shortsighted drives which are active in so-called selfless actions, that is the test, the final test perhaps, which a Zarathustra has to pass - the actual proof of his strength...
    2013-06-21 14:29:27 回应